I mean, you must take living so seriously /
that even at seventy, for example, you’ll plant olive trees— /
and not for your children, either, /
but because although you fear death you don’t believe it, /
because living, I mean, weighs heavier.
A majestic ancient olive tree standing in a sunlit Mediterranean field. Its massive, gnarled trunk is twisted and hollow, forming natural arches and intricate patterns shaped by centuries of wind and time. The bark is deeply textured, with warm brown and gray tones, and small green plants grow at its ...